And so ... buttons. — Personal
Well, as you know by now I've finally finished Sluggernut. It'd be nice to hear your opinions on the story, good or bad, as it's my first foray into writing fiction for an audience. I'd like to make it a regular feature on the site but it's important to me to know how it's being received. Y'all are so damn quiet I'm beginning to think I'm writing to no one. Which is fine I guess. I have no problem talking to myself, I find me quite amusing.
Summer has finally come to Portland. The winter was long, as it always is, and now that it's sandals and skirts weather my spirits have been high. The cats are also enjoying the warm weather and the stalking of crows, possums, cats, and raccoons through the open windows has become their new sport. Tsunami is once again back on the leash and harness and we take evening walks in the parking area behind the house in my effort to acclimate him to the scary outside. He's getting braver and yesterday he led me halfway down the driveway before getting spooked by a car and turning back.
I finally finished the book I had been reading for two months, Swan Song by Robert McCammon. It was nearly 1,000 pages long, the longest book I've ever read, and after reading 500 pages I took a break that turned into three weeks. But it was wonderful and gorgeous and if you're looking for an epic apocalyptic story with richly deep characters then this is the story for you.
And, I'm back to exercising. Back in March I thought I had a pretty good routine worked out but it became too tiresome trying to fit in an hour of running every night after work. Add to that trying to fit in a decent dinner at a decent hour and if there are social engagements then you can forget about any of it, so I eventually stopped trying so hard to make it work and let it fall to the wayside. But now I'm back at it with a new strategy and it seems to be going well so far. The elements that are making it easier this time around are A.) I'm running in the morning before work, and B.) Grey's Anatomy. "B" is essential for "A" because while the theory of exercise before work is a good one, I love to sleep and there's not a lot that can make me willingly get out of bed on a work day before the absolute latest possible moment. So I went and got myself a brand new TV show addiction and I restrict myself to watching only one episode a day and only when I'm on the treadmill. So, because I NEED TO KNOW what happens next to our whimsical surgical interns and their wacky lives, I drag myself out of bed and onto the treadmill and rejoice in TV Land. It works. (so far) Theoretically this plan should take me through to the end of September (four seasons of one episode a day) and by that point I'll be She-Ra and ready to take over the world, or at the very least maybe win at arm wrestling a fourth grader.
Well, that's all for now. It's been a long day of house cleaning and Adam treated to dinner at an English Pub so my full belly is serenading me into unconsciousness. That and Commodore is kneading my stomach and it's becoming increasingly difficult to keep this whole typing thing up. G'night!
Botch the Husband wrote:
I just realized... after Gray's Anatomy, there's several dozen seasons of ER to run after!
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